Amnesia l.h.

"how? how did you forget everything we had? how did you stop the memories replaying in your mind? how could you not miss me all? how can you walk pass me like we are strangers? like nothing ever happened. how did you move on? please tell me because I sure didn't." --

"you want to know? you really want to know?.. I didn't. I couldn't, I still can't! there was no getting away from the pain, there was no where to go that was better than you and you know why? YOU were my get away. YOU were my favorite place. and most nights I would lie awake and pray to every god I could think of for me to wake up with amnesia and forget about all the stupid little things that you do. like pop your knuckles when you were nervous or stressed out, or twirl your hair when you were excited about something! I wish that I could forget about falling asleep next to you and all those fucking memories I can't escape. so I'll let you know, charlie, I'm not fine at all. I'm really not fine at all."